Extraterritorial.
Zixiao Continent.
In the back garden of Zixiao Palace, a white-haired old man wearing a purple dragon robe is watching birds to find inspiration for writing poems. His hand holding the pen is fixed in the air. There is only half a poem written on the rice paper on the stone table, and he has been unable to write it down. Pen.
Twelve people wearing blue python robes and official uniforms watched from a short distance away, not daring to make a sound.
Not long after, the white-haired old man in the dragon robe made a stroke with too much force, and the tip of the pen accidentally pierced the rice paper.
"What the fuck!"
He was so angry that he directly uttered obscenities, crumpled the rice paper into waste paper, threw it aside, and shouted: "I, Emperor Zixiao, am the most educated person in the Zixiao Continent. I use my literary means to calm Zixiao, how can I write If I can’t write a poem, it must be the rice paper’s fault, I’m very angry now!”
"this......."
The twelve blue-robed officials stared at each other, shook their heads, and thought in unison: "Hey, Your Majesty can't write poetry, and he's going to get angry again."
Sure enough, the next second, everyone saw the Zixiao Emperor taking off his dragon pants and peeing in public.
The peeing is very far away and the peeing is very coquettish.
This is the consistent temperament of Emperor Zixiao, and everyone has long been accustomed to it.
However.
Before he finished urinating, there was a sudden shocking wave in the void, which even affected the Dao barrier of Zixiao Continent, causing Emperor Zixiao's rage to come to an abrupt end!
All men know that the feeling of going crazy and then stopping halfway can definitely make people irritable!
But instead of being manic, Emperor Zixiao had a solemn face and was so frightened that he even dropped his pants. He instantly teleported towards the boundary wall, wandering his soul outside the territory, frantically sensing and exploring.
"Your Majesty, pants..."
Everyone looked at each other, and one of them carried long trousers and chased with the others. Soon, everyone arrived at the highest point of the Zixiao Continent. As soon as they arrived, they saw the Zixiao Emperor shouting loudly: "Projection from outside the territory, holy light comes to the world, Wenyin Mingyu is a vision of Mingyu's poems appearing in this world, and that direction is actually the Holy Wen Continent!"
"The poem of Mingyu has appeared in Shengwen Continent!"
Everyone was immediately shocked and shouted that it was impossible!
The Shengwen Continent has been meditated by cause and effect, the passages have been closed, and there has been no contact with the outside world for nearly ten thousand years.
Logically speaking, it should be that Wan Dao is standing still, or even that culture is regressing.
After all, the total number of saints produced in Shengwen Continent in the past ten thousand years is only three hundred.
On the other hand, in Zixiao Continent, there are more than five thousand!
Nowadays, most of the scribes in the Shengwen Palace are from the Zixiao Continent. This has been the case for thousands of years. Even if the Shengwen Palace is renamed the Zixiao Wen Palace, no one will object.
If the names of Shengwen Temple and Shengwen Hall were not given by Emperor Fuxi, they would have been changed long ago!
But now, the appearance of the poem Mingyu in the Holy Text Continent is really surprising!
Just like spring comes when dry water comes!
You must know that the Wen Dao is as powerful as the Zixiao Continent. In the past ten thousand years, only three Mingyu poems have appeared on the Wen Dianyu Monument, and one of them came from the Zixiao Emperor in front of him.
Everyone was extremely envious at this time!
How wonderful it would be if the poem of Mingyu was written by them!
"It stands to reason that the Shengwen Continent is about to enter its darkest moment. After 1,500 years, the Piaomiao Sect in the main world will send people to take over, and then talents will emerge in large numbers. Could it be said that the cause and effect of the Shengwen Continent has been broken? ?”
Emperor Zixiao put on his dragon trousers and counted with his fingers. After a while, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and he frowned and said: "The cause and effect are still the same, the passage has not been opened... But, how can that gap continue to two or three times?" In ten thousand years, it has increased tenfold compared to before, and it is still increasing. Moreover, the causal line between Piaomiao Sect and Shengwen Continent has disappeared, and there is no connection between the two. What is going on? !”
"Your Majesty, this term's Emperor of the Confucian Temple is the sage of the Shengwen Continent. Could it be his fault?"
Someone asked, suspecting that the Human Emperor did it on purpose, hoping to bring down the literary power to the Shengwen Continent and use it for public benefit.
"impossible!"
Emperor Zixiao shook his head: "He is a past sage who lives by the rules of civility. He is in charge of the Human Emperor's Seal to enforce the rules of civility. To put it bluntly, he is the incarnation of civility. He can never be partial..."
As he spoke, he thought of a possibility, and suddenly couldn't help but shrink his pupils and said: "Could it be that the Human Emperor Fuxi is back!"
Everyone was shocked: "Your Majesty, no way! Fuxi has not been heard from for thousands of years..."
"Whether it is or not, I have to go to the Wen Palace to check it out in person. The person who wrote the Mingyu poem is very likely to be my future opponent!"
Emperor Zixiao clenched his fists and said with an old look: "But no matter what, the next leader of the Wen Palace must be me, and no one can threaten me! Only in that way can I obtain the place in the Holy Land of the Main Realm and serve as the Zixiao Emperor. Xiao Dalu seeks eternal eternity in literature!"
"What your Majesty said is absolutely true!"
"Among the poems recorded in the Confucian Temple, there are a thousand poems and four hundred words written by Your Majesty. Your Majesty should be the master of the Confucian Temple, and the place in the Holy Land of the Main Realm should belong to Your Majesty, the Holy Master!"
Everyone immediately agreed.
Hearing this, Emperor Zixiao couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth: "That's natural."
soon.
This astonishing heavenly sound and light spread, and the powerful men of literature and art in several continents felt it, and they came out one after another to watch the strange phenomena outside the territory, with moved expressions.
Luotian Continent is located in the middle of this realm. It is a neutral place in the realm, and the Shengwen Temple is located here.
Not only that, the foreign teleportation array that connects to the main world is also here. If you want to go to the main world, this is the place you must pass.
Therefore, many powerful forces on the Luotian Continent are entangled and intricate.
When Mingyu's poem appeared, the vision outside the area immediately alarmed many powerful people!
Some powerful people even used some means to get infinitely close to the projection of the Confucian Temple, hoping to see what happened, but in the end they were blocked by a barrier and could only go to the Confucian Temple to take a look.
For a time, the front of Shengwen Temple was overcrowded.
But not long after, everyone looked at the Domain Stele in the Confucian Temple with astonishment. They saw a row of lights suddenly glowing in the Domain Stele, and two large characters appeared on the Domain Stele. The fonts were unique and golden.
"coming!"
"It is rumored that when Mingyu's poems appear, his works will be included in the domain monument by the literary world, and will be respected by literati all over the world. If someone understands it, it will bring great benefits to the author, and even literary luck. Everything will happen to him unexpectedly!"
"Give way, I am the ninety-fifth scribe of the current Saint Wen Palace, but I want to see why this Mingyu poem attracted the fifteen saints to come to court with regrets!"
"Go away, I haven't said a word since I was twenty years old. How can I get your turn?"
"..."
In order to get closer to the domain monument and better understand the poem of Mingyu, these saints are about to start a fight!
At this time, the projection of the Confucian Emperor of the Confucian Temple appeared in front of the domain monument. He waved his hand and the entire Confucian Temple emitted golden light. An irresistible repulsive force swept everyone back a hundred meters, leaving only a few people motionless. were standing there, and among these people, there was the figure of Emperor Zixiao.
"A bunch of weaklings."
Emperor Zixiao waved his sleeves and said disdainfully, stepped forward and read out the two shining golden words on the domain monument.
"Lin Yi!"
Emperor Zixiao narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the projection of the Human Emperor: "This should be the name of the person who wrote the poem, Shengwen Continent, whose surname is Lin. Haha, it seems that he is his descendant."
Then, he looked down. Not long after, Emperor Zixiao frowned: "Then what, it's gone?"
"Gone?"
Everyone's eyes widened!
Only one name appears on the domain monument and then disappears? It's impossible. In the past, the name of the poem, the author's name, the poem itself, the author's abbreviation, etc. would all appear.
"this......"
Everyone was confused.
Someone even directly asked the Human Emperor's projection: "My Emperor, what is going on?"
